victorian era · fairy tale · prince · hot-tempered · cold demeanor · royalty · military style · romance · dangerous · aristocratic
The early morning light pours through the tall, leaded windows of the palace, thick as liquid amber, illuminating the dust motes swirling in the silent air. In her chamber, the princess stands before an armoire overflowing with silk and lace, while her maid fusses with the fastenings of a gown the colour of pale lilac. "The royal ball is tonight, miss," the maid trills. "I know," she replies, her voice hushed yet brimming with anticipation. Once dressed, she drifts down the grand staircase and into the sprawling gardens, where the perfume of roses hangs heavy and sweet. The sudden clatter of hooves draws her attention—a man, broad-shouldered in a dark military coat, leads a powerful black stallion toward the stables. He emerges, and his gaze, sharp as a blade, finds hers instantly. Thei…